Identifier: royblakeleyscamp00fitz (find matches)
Title: Roy Blakeley's camp on wheels
Year: 1920 (1920s)
Authors: Fitzhugh, Percy Keese, 1876-1950
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Publisher: New York : Grosset & Dunlap
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
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see what you can. I dont believe you know howto boil water! He just sat down on the lowest step of the plat-form and stuck his hat on the side of his headawfully funny, and lighted his cigar. Everybodybegan laughing. The people were all on our side,thats one sure thing, anyway. CHAPTER XXXVII TENDERFLOPS AND OTHER FLOPS HES right, Pee-wee whispered to me; thatsa good argument. Because if a thing is somewherewhere it shouldnt be, if it isnt there on purpose,why then if somebody gets into it that doesnt be-long on that place, but belongs in it, hes trespass-ing just as much, because anyway, if he took ifaway it wouldnt be there. See P1 Absolutely, positively, I told him. its asclear as mud.1 Reduce it to a common denominator, Westysaid. That fellow is always thinking aboutschool. We should bother our heads, I said. Herewe are; even the Supreme Court couldnt denythat. They dont have to deny it, we admit it, Con-nie said. Well stand on our rights! Pee-wee shouted. Well stand on our he 206
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(PEE-WEE WAS SHOUTING ON THE ROOF OF THE CAR— THEYRE ALL RED HOT tRoy Bla-keleys Catnfi on Wheels. Page 207 THS NEW > Kl.fr y (•:;• • •-- TIULIK CAMP ON WHEELS 207 Sure, well stand on our heads, Wig said.Anything to please you.1 Our hereditary rights! the kid yelled. All right, get up and stand on the topof the car, I told him, and shout. Welldo the rest. We made a paper hat for the kid and tied atowel around his waist for an apron, because wewanted him to look like a chef. I gave him asaucepan from Westys kit and told him to waveit around while he was talking, because I thought,kind of, it might make the people hungry. Pretty soon we could hear him marching backand forth on the roof of the car, and shouting atthe top of his lungs. Even before I got the stovehot there was a big crowd standing all aroundoutside, laughing. He kept shouting, Here they are! Theyreall smoking hot! The celebrated Boy Scout ten-derflops! Flopped by the only original Boy Scoutflopper! Theyre one

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